Chapter 10

“Being a dancer, being on stage, was my dream since I was a little boy. How can life be anything but bad when my dream has been taken from me?” Arkady asks her. His leg is throbbing in time with his heartbeat. It’s like it’s pulsating, and it’s hard to focus on anything but the pain.

“Do you only have one dream? Or did you dream of other things? We can have new dreams all the time. Honestly, there aren’t words for how much having your dream taken from you sucks, but it doesn’t mean your life’s over.” Prisha has probably seen a lot of badly injured people, others who’ve had dreams taken from them, so maybe she understands, but she hasn’t been in this kind of pain as far as he knows.